77 sweet kisses from the president: the new wife is addicted

Chapter 739 She Is So Vulnerable

The last sentence pierced Nie Yao's heart fiercely like a sharp awl, she raised her head in panic, and looked at Lu Mohou in disbelief: "No, Qi Yan won't treat Xiaobao like this."

Lu Mohou laughed mockingly, "How long does Qi Yan stay at home a day? How long does Xiao Bao stay at home alone? It's simply too easy to kill a child who is helpless."

Lu Mohou's words inevitably reminded Nie Yao of An Yurou. Although An Yurou looked quiet and easy to get along with, Nie Yao had seen her city mansion before.

Thinking about it carefully, An Yurou hadn't appeared for several days.

And these days, what is An Yurou doing?
An Yurou and Qi Yan had an unusual relationship. If she wasn't here, Qi Yan might be with An Yurou.

An Yurou is An Ruxue's elder sister, how could she get used to other people's children, maybe she would really abuse Xiaobao as Lu Mochen said.

What to do, what should she do...

Seeing her troubled appearance, Lu Mozhen didn't force her, "Think about it for yourself, take a bet, if you succeed, the child will still be yours, if you want to keep procrastinating, you have to think clearly about the consequences."

Get up and close the door quietly.

Qi Yan saw Lu Mozhen come out and grabbed his wrist excitedly: "What did she say?"

"Ah Yan, she just found out that she was ill and it was a big blow. Don't force her, let her think about it for herself. You know better than me what kind of consequences a forced compromise will lead to." Patted Qi Yan's shoulder, "I've helped everything I can, and you can figure out the rest."

If the authorities are confused, if they care about it, they will be confused. These eight words refer to the current Nie Yao and Qi Yan.

After Lu Mozhen left, Qi Yan dismissed all the servants, cooked a bowl of white fungus soup in the kitchen and brought it into the room.

Walking to the balcony, seeing Nie Yao leaning against the wall motionless with a dazed expression, Qi Yan pulled her into his arms.

His embrace is not as rigid and cold as before, and his breath is not mixed with a sense of oppressiveness that makes people breathless. The gentleness makes people intoxicated, and the gentleness makes people intoxicated.

The bleak wind hit Nie Yao's body, she shivered slightly from the cold, and subconsciously slipped into Qi Yan's arms.

Qi Yan lowered his head, looked at the trembling little woman in his arms, and slightly tightened his hands holding her.

For the first time, she lowered her posture and sat on the cold floor like Nie Yao, leaning against the wall, tightly hugging Nie Yao who was trembling with her head hanging down, only then did she realize how fragile she was.

Qi Yan suddenly realized that he was too aggressive, and he shouldn't have pushed her like that.

Gently stroking her head, one after another, smoothing her hair.After a while, Qi Yan's hands were covered with hair loss, and he felt a little distressed, so he hugged Nie Yao more forcefully.

"Yaoyao, I won't force you anymore, you can do whatever you want." The deep voice revealed a bit of helplessness and compromise with him.

The woman in his arms didn't answer, but Qi Yan could clearly feel the strength in her holding his hand deepened.

He was a little happy, and carefully picked up the little face that was stuck in his arms, only to find that it was full of tears.

Yi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, but no matter how hard Qi Yan tried, he couldn't wipe them away.

Qi Yan said with a little disgust: "Okay, don't cry, you are already ugly, and you can't watch it even more if you cry like this."

"I didn't let you look at me." Nie Yao, who had been silent all this time, finally replied.

(End of this chapter)